Dirty Deeds (Part 2 of 'No Good Deed'

My Girl.

     *Ben's POV*

      She's finally asleep now. I raise up from her and dry her face with my shirt. She's crying. She should be happy. I saved her. No more living with monsters, no more rearing unwanted children, no more stripping. No Titus selling her into certain death to that Claire girl's family. Had I not saved her she would have died. She doesn't even realize it I turned on my own flesh and blood for her. Killed my safe bet so she'll never have to fear being replaced. I moved homes, quit my job. Everything I've done is for her. And while she never thanked me, she was fearful for my safety earlier warning me of Simon's men. After all this time she still looks out for me. I know she'll miss her babies, but there will be more. She'll move on. She was worried for me. The spark is still there between us. She indirectly admitted she cares. She also said something alarming earlier. She said that Chance had someone try to kill her. This is a huge problem for me. Chance was all too willing to help me capture her and to help me waste Titus. Is he still planning to kill her? Or perhaps both of us? I have to watch him closely. I just got Acacia back and I can't lose her again. Nobody can be trusted.

     "This road is rough as a corn cob." I grit as Case and I bounce around the back. Casey's ass bounces a few inches from the smooth seats and slaps back down with a satisfying sound. I grin. I can't wait to take her again in our bed. There wasn't enough privacy this time to completely enjoy myself and I couldn't see enough of her to please me. This was just foreplay. I needed to release and to warm her up to me sexually. Had I not done this I wouldn't have lasted long later, I'm sure. I lick the remaining milk off my lip and sigh. I can't believe how incredible her tits are now. Full and round like a porn star. I sigh and retrieve my project knife, peeling the long button up away and turning her to her belly.

     I gasp. Her arms are slightly purplish and her shoulder is red. I must've jammed her arms in a bind when we fooled around earlier. I tub them hoping to get circulation flowing. Her feet and legs are fine, the rope connecting to her hands and through her ass cheeks. What a sight. I palm her cheeks and knead her soft flesh. She stirs a bit and whines into her gag. I spank her bottom playfully and watch the jiggle. Mmm. That's my girl. I can still hardly bring myself to believe it. After all this time, all this searching, after trying to drug and drink and whore to fill the void, here she is. The missing piece. I worked so hard to find her, so hard to get her here. I remember the anguish I felt the night o pulled into her parents drive to see her and found her pregnant inside and with her new man. She couldn't tell me then, because they were there, but I know she missed me too. I know she wanted to be free. She forgave me. She unblocked me. We had lunch together. Had Simon not interfered none of this would've been necessary. I overcame it though, even my short term drug problem. I changed it all for her. She makes me a better man. It will all be better now, than it ever could've been before. Because now we can't separate. She can't move on from me. She's mine until we die or I tire of her.

      "Is it safe to turn around lovebirds? We are here." Chance calls from the front. I quickly remove my shirt to cover Casey.  "Don't worry about it man. It's nothing I haven't seen before with her." Chance dismisses having seen my attempt to cover her body.

    "What do you mean?" I ask. I know she was a stripper, but just how much of her has he viewed and how did he see? He shifts seemingly nervous.

     "When Holden had us both, he took her right infront of me while we were both tied up. I don't think she had been there long. It was not long after that she became sickly and he figured out she was pregnant. I believe I seen your step kids conceived." He wrinkles his nose. "Way more of Holden than I ever wanted to see. Ugh."

      "That fucking bastard." I snarl. Poor Case. That must've been her first time. How scared must she have felt with that strange man violating her. No wonder she wanted to stay. She's traumatized.  Warped. He's fucked with her head and trained her to cooperate for him. She'll never have to touch anyone besides me ever again. I go to unlock the door as Chance packs her to the steps and we enter straight to the basement.

      "I'm not stepping foot in there." He flings Acacia forward onto her face. She whines and scoots around. I gape at him and my surprise turns to rage.

     "What the fuck you big pussy? So scared of the dark you throw my girl in on her face. You could've hurt her!" I bend to assess the damage.

     "Do you know what I went through in a basement? Fucker locked me in there. I laid in my own piss and shit for days. Starved. Lost my damn toes." He backs farther from the door, breathing erratically. Her nose was broken and busted, forehead and knees scraped.  I huff out loud and remove her gag while  I use it to stop the crimson stream from her nose. She flinches and cries while I apply pressure. I leave her to kneel like this for a moment and I undo her ankles.

      "You've got to calm your shit Chance." I bellow at him. "You've broken her nose. I don't want her damaged. She wasn't supposed to be banged up like this."

      "Fuck you. Your uncle was going to have her murdered and your mad that I scratched her after helping your sorry ass get her in the first place. You should be kissing my ass right now."

     "I'll kiss your ass alright. Mark the fucking acre." I grit back.

     "Face it. You owe me. More than I was paid. For all the bullshit you should split Titus's wallet with me." I debate this. I suppose splitting extra cash with him won't hurt. It might keep him loyal incase I need him later. If I have to kill him later on I can take it back.

     "Fine. Let me get her settled and I'll split it." I hear Chance leave towards the main house and I turn to speak to Casey, but a sharp pain doubles me over. I want to puke, my balls are pulsing painfully and a sickening ache radiates from my groin. She fucking kneed me in my nuts. Little bitch! She stumbles out the door of the basement and I shakily pursue. She tries for the cracked front door but Chance blindsided her and tackles her down to the floor.

      "You got to watch her good Ben. Damn it man, she could've bailed.  You can't let her have nothing. Touch nothing man." I recall Titus's story as I snatch her up kicking and cursing at me and drag her back to the basement. She manages to knock is off balance a few times and gets a good shot at Chance's stomach before we can get her chained. Chance bolts from the basement and Acacia Acacia whispers to me.

     "You'll regret this Ben. We are loose ends. Simon's men will find us, and kill us. Chance will kill us, just wait and see.  You need to let me go."

    "No fucking way. Never. You'll die here first. You are mine now."

    "You fucking fool! You're taking yourself out with me. They'll all turn on you. They'll find Laura's body, Ben. They will know she blackmailed you."

    "How the fuck do you know about the blackmail?" I grab her throat and hold her head to the wall.

    "I was her friend. Her daddy called me. He said he pulled her phone records and seen where she was bragging to her friends about what she was going to do." They were already investigating me. I had no idea they found this. If they find Laura's body they won't find fingerprints,  we wore gloves. But what about hair, handprints, fluids, carpet or tarp fibers? Fuck! No doubt I'll be watched in every county. They will find my newly purchased house. I won't be able to risk being seen anywhere in public.

      "Where is Laura's body Casey?"

      "What do I get if I tell you?"